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Farlow lifted a paw to scratch his head, the other moving down to his waist. “Well, I s’pose it’s big enough. Big enough that th’ Patrol is considerin’ makin’ it a new base.

The rat whimpered, his fearful eyes glued to the blade that Rhiannon was sharpening.

Farlow shouldered his haversack. “Regardless, we should prob’ly get goin’. Werschet is expectin’ us afore evenin’.”